I do not own D Gray-Man. Hoshino is the real owner (as far as anyone/she knows) and I don't claim it or any of the characters. I have, however, made this plot. Please don't plagiarize and whatnot.

Oh and I'd also like to say thanks readers for reviewing, favorite-ing this story/myself, and alerting to this story/my writing.

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Last Chapter: *in case the suspense factor wasn't enough for you to remember *

Lavi opened his mouth to comment but stopped when a mix between a crack and a slap rung through the air. Kanda grunted out, "Screw this. Stop molesting underage kids, pervert."

Allen and Lavi went into shock as Kanda punched Tyki in the cheek and the teacher stumbled back into a desk behind him. And as Allen saw this, only one thing ran through his mind.

Oh Shit. This is so not going to end well.

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Even though Allen had met Kanda in the time span of the last five hours (-barely-), Allen had a hunch that punching those around him was not an unusual act for Kanda. And Allen knew for a fact that Tykki getting punched was also not an uncommon idea. (He tends to piss off all the wrong people…) But the completely foreign and shocking idea that occurred to everyone in the room (yes, everyone) was that Kanda had just punched a teacher because of and for Allen –frickin-Walker.

The Japanese man was pissed and stunned for the moment after his fist made contact. Apparently, he hadn't exactly thought before acting. (Not that he ever does, Lavi silently added) But that one moment was all Tyki needed to retaliate.

The Portuguese man's leg swung upward and connected with Kanda's jaw, throwing the Japanese man backwards in a stumble. Tyki then lunged forward and threw a punch at Kanda's own cheek. Kanda, however, had by this point decided to put off analyzing his actions and just go with what his instincts were telling him. And those instincts told him only one thing.

There was a perverted, Moyashi molesting Portuguese teacher with a cocky, annoying-as-hell attitude that pissed Kanda off and had just punched and kicked the Japanese fighter. Conclusion: This punk was about to be beat the fuck up.

In a flash Kanda's fist low blowed the teacher's gut. For a few minutes, Allen and Lavi frantically looked between Tyki and Kanda as they duked it out with their fists, legs, and….Allen was pretty sure he saw a flash of teeth near the now oddly mouth shaped mark on Kanda's arm.

So wrapped up in the fight, none of the four took notice of the hulking figure that had crept up behind Lavi and Allen, who now stood together with their backs to the door and their mouths wide open as they stared at the fight. A strange sucking noise caused the candy-cane colored hair duo to tilt their heads upward and see a second Portuguese man watching the fight with glee while sucking on a lollipop.

Allen's eyes widened as he jumped to the side and exclaimed, "Uncle Skinn!" The fighters paused for a moment and turned wide eyes to the new entrance.

"Hey'a All-en," Skinn rumbled in a gruff voice and started to laugh, a sound akin to thunder rumbling in a summer storm. "No need ta' stop ye' fight ova' me. Plez-do continue." Lavi noted his strange accent, nothing like Allen's proper British one or Tyki's thick Portuguese one. He made a mental note to ask Allen about it later.

"Skinn! What'rya-" Tyki exclaimed, perplexed.

"I can smell a fight a'mile away." The creepy smile on his red tinted lips only made everyone in the room believe him all the more. "Plus, Road tol' me she'd gimme candy if I watch out fer' All-en." Skinn admitted.

"Okay, okay, now let's all clam down for a second. Kanda, Tyki- why the hell are you two beating each other up again?" Allen took charge and questioned the two. In response Kanda 'Che'-ed and Tyki whistled while adjusting the white gloves he had put on once he saw their fight had essentially ended.

Allen gave the two a warning and questioning glare before deciding it wasn't worth the trouble and two hours it would probably take to get them to talk. "Anyway, Uncle Skinn these are my roommates Lavi and Kanda. Lavi, Kanda, this is my Uncle Skinn Bolic."

Skinn Bolic was a very tall and very well-built man, with huge muscles that scared off anyone who would be stupid enough to try and pick a fight. He had shaggy brown hair like Tyki's that was cut short and pulled back from his forehead by a dark purple headband. His eyes were covered by a pair of athletic sunglasses that he always wore with his trusty silver whistle hanging from his neck. On his hands were a pair of brown, fingerless gloves that showed his beefy and scratched up fingers.

Allen turned to his two uncles. "Now you two are supposed to explain something to me that has been bugging me all day long. What the heck are Exorcists and Finders and Thirds or whatever?"

Tyki gave Allen an incredulous look. "You mean to tell me you've joined this school as an Exorcist and you don't even kno-"

Allen cut off him and huffed out. "Do not finish that sentence. It was someone's job to pick me up and explain all this stuff when I arrived but noooo. Apparently, sleeping in and playing poker was more important."

"Okay, okay. I get it. So, how about I'll just explain it now and we call it even?" Tyki's proposal brought a yawn from Kanda and Skinn as the two leaned against random desks and stared at Allen. Lavi cheered and hopped up on the desk next to Allen, who nodded in agreement. "Okay, so Black Order Academy started originally as a partner school with-"

Lavi cut in to save the group from an extra fifteen minutes of boring, repeated info. "He already knows most everything. He just needs to know about the class levels."

Tyki nodded his thanks at Lavi and continued on. "Okay, well then, assuming you know SM-TAG, you know that they are a Catholic School that was started specially by the Vatican. The school works directly under the Vatican and Church, mostly answering to and following the Pope. Black Order started out like that but many years ago, the Vatican decided to put the school under control of a special section of the Church known as Central. Central ran the school through the Academy's Board. But then Central became less concerned about the religious aspects, and more about producing as many genius scientists from the school as possible to gain recognition and, in the end, money. Thus, they created the class system."

Tyki went over to his desk at the front of the room and grabbed a sheet with two pictures on it. "Now this is what a Finder student will look like." Tyki pointed to the picture of a student in a brown uniform (polo shirt and pants/shorts/a skirt) with a white tie and standard gray backpack. "Finders are what you would call the average students. The Finders class is like any other school and it is also the largest. Above Finders is your class Allen, the Exorcists." Tyki motioned towards the picture below the Finders student. It showed a boy in an outfit similar to the Finders one, except it was black and white. The tie was now black and the shirt now was black with a white design on it and an emblem over the left chest. The emblem resembled a cross with a star behind it and a strange pattern of Latin characters on it.

"Exorcists are the above average students at this school that are specially given a challenging and advanced education course. It usually takes students a year or two in Finders class, lots of studying, a skill they are outstanding at, a special tutoring education, and multiple tries at taking the Exorcist exam to get into the class. And there is no guarantee you'll stay in, so you have to keep your grades up and show how you are worthy of the education." Tyki smiled proudly at Allen, who now stood with his eyes wide as saucers, shocked at what he had heard.

"So, I'm in the advanced class." Nod from everyone. "Then there-there-there must be some mistake! I've never even been to school before!" Tyki and Skinn chuckled.

"Allen, Allen, Allen. Did you really think that how Mana taught you was normal?" Scoffing, Tyki strolled over and grabbed Allen by the shoulders. "Now why don't you come with me into my office for one second so I can get your measurements for your special Exorcist uniform?"

Kanda shot up out of the chair he had relocated to as Lavi scrambled after the pair. "Pervert! Don't you dare undress, molest, and screw Allen right now. I'm hungry and dinner is soon!" Kanda quickly added his last phrase and internally whacked himself for sounding so…so…

"Jealous, dear Kanda? Just let me eat and then we'll go. Now come on Allen! I'm hungry toooo!" Tyki teased and sang out. Kanda jumped at the Portuguese man but was held back by a huge, muscled arm from behind him.

Allen's struggling and protests on "Tyki! Stop! Just lemme go already!" faded as he shut the door to his office, with the closed blinds. Lavi and Kanda looked up at the man whose arms were now holding them in an almost headlock. The lollipop in his mouth bobbed up and down as he rumbled out, "While they're doing that, why don't we have a little talk…"

~Scene Switch to Tyki's Office (Because we follow the Moyashi right now) ~

"Tyki, Let. Me. Go!" Allen moaned, jumping away from Tyki as the Portuguese man plopped down into the chair in front of his desk.

"Allen. Sit." Tyki ordered, sounding much more serious than before and pulling Allen out of fussing with his hair. The white haired teen turned to look at Tyki before nodding and sitting on the small sofa across from Tyki's chair.

"Okay Tyki. Mind explaining why you dragged me away and into your office? You couldn't want to mess with Kanda that much." Allen gave Tyki a pointed look to which the other man just shook his head and pulled off his white gloves identical to Allen's own.

Tyki stared at Allen for a minute or so before sighing. "I'm glad you decided to come here. It's what….it's what he would have wanted for you." Allen's face became shadowed as he nodded at Tyki.

"I'm tired Tyki. I just need a break. Everyone knows that but..." Allen trailed off in a worn out voice that made him sound ten years older than he really was.

"But Neah." Tyki finished. They stared at each other for some time before Tyki continued. "'The Earl told me to tell you to he'll keep Neah busy with his tour until Christmas. You have to make your decision by then. That's all the time he can give you."

Allen slowly nodded his head to show he understood. Tyki turned to his desk, ruffled through piles of papers stacked on it, and pulled out the picture he was looking for when he found it. "That wasn't the only reason I pulled you in here."

Allen schooled his expression back to its standard calm one before looking back up at Tyki. "And why would that be?"

Tyki looked down at the picture in his hands and started to answer. "Well there are a few reasons, but you mentioned that you heard of the Third class, correct?" Allen nodded. "I felt it would be…kinder if I told you about them in private. You see, the Third class is a very small and very unique class in this school. In fact, while Finders and Exorcists often share classes, teachers, and whatnot, the Thirds are almost completely isolated from the rest of the students during school days. The kids in Third class have been accepted but have a past…record. The kids are often from very powerful, rich, or connected families that 'bribe' the Central council into accepting their children to straighten them out."

Allen narrowed his eyes at Tyki. "And why can you not tell me this out there?" Allen motioned to the door. "Do you mean to tell me that I-"

Tyki quikly backpedaled. "Oh no no no! Of course not! It's just….Kanda was…involved with the Thirds during his time here at Black Order. Apparently an old friend of his got in with the wrong crowd. He ended up going to the Black Order with Kanda but was put in Third class. Some messy things happened Kanda's freshman year. Things were said, people were hurt, and there was supposedly a fight or something near the end of the school year. Kanda's very…sensitive about the subject. Maybe one day you should ask him yourself what happened but as a teacher, I know very little. The Thirds, Kanda, and most of the involved parties somehow reached an agreement of sorts as it's a lot more calm this year and the final month of freshman year than it was for the majority of last year." Allen listened closely and nodded, understanding that some issues were just too personal to talk about casually with people.

Allen nodded to the picture Tyki was holding. "And what is that?" Tyki gave Allen the picture and explained.

"That is a picture taken last year of the Third class. I want you to stay away from them. Your curiosity and kindness are too much. No matter how you see them being treated or treating others or even each other, do not interfere if you can help it. Just please don't get involved." Tykii gave Allen a long, hard look before continuing in a lighter tone. "Besides, if you did something stupid like that me and Skinn would get in trouble with not only our boss but the Earl. And don't even get me started on what Road would do to us."

Tyki and Allen both chuckled, knowing the truth in the Portuguese man's words. "Let's go back out there. I think you've tortured Kanda enough."

Tyki grew an evil gleam in his eyes. "Hmm, well, as long as I'm messing with the boy, I might as well do it tho-rough-ly." Tyki mussed Allen's hair up, messed his clothes a bit, and suddenly picked up Allen bridal style. The Portuguese man kicked the door open and strolled out, kicking it shut behind him.

What Allen saw as he and Tyki entered the room was quite the hilarious and astounding sight. Lavi was calmly sitting on a desk in a headlock while sucking on a red lollipop identical to Skinn's one earlier, making the red-head's lips a bright red-pinkish color. Kanda to the right of Skinn also was in a headlock but struggling profusely, unlike his red-head companion, and cursing (from what bit Allen could understand) in Japanese. Finally Skinn was in the middle of the two, holding the two students in a headlock and sucking on a new blue lollipop while speaking. "Now ya' eva', eva' hurt All-en, Imma hafta skin ya' alive. Ya' hearing me boys? Cuz' Road done tol' me to watch afta' her All-en. Got me boys?"

"SKINN!" Allen yelled out, alerting everyone to his presence in Tyki's arms, where he pouted and turned bright red from embarrassment. Tyki chuckled along with Lavi at the white-haired teen. "Ugh, can we just go to dinner already? I'm soooooo hungry!" As if to agree with his statement, Allen's stomach let loose a monstrous grumbling roar, making everyone in the room turn to stare at the boy in fear he would eat them rather than wait.

"I think it best we get Allen to the dining hall." Tyki nervously chuckled out, placing Allen back on his own two feet.

Growl. "And soon," Lavi added on.

And so the five 'men' ended up walking through the school to meet up with one Lenalee Lee for dinner. That is how Lenalee Lee, after getting to punish both her idiot brother and one perverted freshman friend of hers, was greeted by the sight of a line of five men walking up to her in various emotional moods. Tyki on one end was strolling along while nodding at random comments he heard Allen say. Lavi, between Allen and Tyki, was excitedly discussing with Allen all the languages the white-haired teen had learned. Allen in the middle, was happily answering all of Lavi's questions while trying to keep Kanda calm long enough to make it to Lenalee, whom he knew the samurai-wanna-be would not be stupid enough to start a fight in front of. Finally, on the end next to Kanda thundered Skinn Bolic, whom was finishing his blue lollipop while smirking at Kanda the whole way.

"Hello beautiful Miss Lee"

"Hey Lena-lady."

"Hello Leanleee."

"Che."

"Heya' Boss's Little Sis"

Lenalee stared wide eyed for one moment, not really believing the site of the five of them not all out brawling by now.

Allen smiled bit as the group headed towards the eating hall. It's nice to have such normal fun with friends, Allen thought fondly. But again, that small voice whispered. Normal? Not at all-Not unless it's compared to his old life.

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